#fleetingzeppeli

Another day training Hamon with Lisa Lisa, but this time they didn’t have their masters breathing right behind their necks or Lisa Lisa Sensei tightening her hold over him, and because of the lack of supervision, Joseph stopped with his activities to take a break. Caesar didn’t seem to stop anytime soon, so Jojo thought it would be a good time to chat about everything. 

At the very least, she was out of that stuffy, depressing orphanage. She’d never played well with the other kids. In fact, she preferred spending all her time on her own.

The nine-year-old had lost her entire family back in Ireland. She had nothing now. And she hadn’t expected anybody to take an interest in her, honestly.

But then, this man had adopted her. And to this day, she had no clue what he’d even seen in her, in the first place.

Still, she had a new and better place to live. Though she still generally retained a negative outlook on the world, this new start seemed promising. This Caesar guy would never take the place of her real father, but at least he was nice, from what she could tell.

Was her name now going to be Ethyl Zeppeli? Weird, but at least Zeppeli was a cooler surname than Fry.

When ushered into the house, Ethyl paused, looking around where she stood. Wow, this place was nice. Already a huge improvement from her previous living conditions. This house was cozy and welcoming.

who is this kakyoin guy and why would are we going sailing together

“You say I have no reason to trust you, but. The fact alone that you’re not trying to kill me at this very moment is reason enough to trust you.”

Was it naïveté, or was it his need for an immediate shelter because, well. He’s lost in Rome, and has no ways of getting back to Naples before tomorrow morning. A bit of both, really. But. Either way. He’d take the chance. This man wasn’t apart of Passione. Giorno would know if he was.